Presence
There is that presence I feel it somewhere
Somewhere looking at me without my notice
A presence a place a moment I do not recall
When there was someone watching me then
Where and when was this time that I did not notice
Somewhere someone a presence in closeness
About in a place meant to feel safe
When there was someone watching me I knew not then
Obliviously unaware of the eyes that did stare
Upon those moments and times my mind was not there
Then in a place meant to feel safe
The presence of those watching my space
Around me my movements my tone of voice just me
Those eyes with the minds that do not truly read
Just a surface a glace a glare to compare
Their vision of what they watch when they stare
Those present to witness a presence that watched
Time and time arriving to just observe to see
The person they were watching unknowingly me
A presence that was once when I went out
Now I just stay in so no more rumors may spread from others mouth
Now I just reflect on who, what, where and when was that presence around
Copyright © Kristina Whitmore | Year Posted 2017
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